Lyrics

And the lonely 40 watt flickers when the train goes by
Take out boxes near the garbage can
And the leaning tower of dishes is getting 3 feet high

I cant stand – waiting to hear your boots at my door
I cant stand – wondering if you’re out with that whore
I cant stand – I drank an ocean of liquor in your undertow

The faucet keeps dripping like a cannonball
And I threw my guitar in the fire when I ran out of Duraflames
The phone kept ringing right off the wall
But it never was you, so I ripped it out the socket

and then I cursed your name

The sun’s been gone for 7 days and you been gone for 9
The Tennessee river’s just a block away

I could jump in at anytime

I cant stand – waiting to hear your boots at my door
I cant stand – wondering if you’re out with that whore
I cant stand – I drank an ocean of liquor in your undertow

I shuffle around like a mental patient
in my robe and my bedroom shoes
Flipping channels from my sleeping bag

and dining on a box of fruit loops

I cant stand – waiting to hear your boots at my door
I cant stand – wondering if you’re out with that whore
I cant stand – wishing that I had never been born
No I cant stand – I drank an ocean of liquor in your undertow